Finally Back In New Providence And It Feels Like The Mud Here Is Trying To Get Her Stuck. It Sucks At

Finally back in New Providence and it feels like the mud here is trying to get her stuck. It sucks at her heels every time she moves, like a grim metaphor for what being back on this island is doing for her health. The Republic of Pirates felt like the only safe port left in the storm of her life, but maybe she’d been wrong on that count. Anne’s been wrong an awful lot lately.

It doesn’t take a well-trained eye to pick apart the afternoon bar flies and find them wanting. It does, however, take guts to approach the meanest of them and drop on in, no warning, no greeting, no invitation. It should warrant a piss off at the nicest, but Anne says nothing, eyeing the stranger up. Sharp. Hungry. Not for food, necessarily; she shared the same spark in her eyes that Anne had sometimes felt in hers.

It’s lunacy to sit here trading stories with a stranger, especially when said stranger’s saddled with an English accent. But there’s something comforting in playing the mad bitch again.

“My husband abandoned me on a foreign coast with little more than the clothes on my back and my name t’make a living on. I don’t know if ye’d call that running away from so much as being run away from.” Half-truths suit her just fine in almost all regards. She expects far less honesty in the answer she’ll receive, even as she asks for it. “Why, what’re you running from?”

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❛ ❛ there is a marked difference between running towards & running from . chasing & fleeing . ❜ ❜ it's something helena prides herself upon ; being able to tell them apart . knowing when one's own shadow is their deepest fear , or when their heart yearns for something so DESPERATELY that they would perish thricefold on the journey just to find fulfillment . ❛ ❛ what past are you running from to have ended up here ? i'll tell you mine , if it sweetens the pot . ❜ ❜ [ as much as you are willing to share , of course ( ... ) it would do you little good to go around frightening the locals with the truth . ]

My Neighbor: Oh, no! You’re going out to walk all alone?!

Me: I mean…I do it all the time. It’s a safe neighborhood.

Neighbor: You need to bring a pistol or a gun with you! (She’s not from here, hush.)

Me: Ahha, don’t worry! I always have my pistol-quick wit with me! 👉👉

Neighbor:

Me:

Neighbor:

Me: …Kay, gotta go. See ya!

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Always a fucking magistrate, ain’t it? Shit like this doesn’t happen to lawyers. Maybe that’s because they’re smarter. Huh. …why’s he looking at my neck like that?

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